I'm surrounded, each doorway covered
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by at least twenty men.
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And they're going to take me and throw me in prison.
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I ain't coming back again.
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When I was younger, handsomer and stronger,
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I felt like I could do anything.
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But all of these people making all these faces
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didn't seem like my kith and kin.
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Colin Kincaid from the twelfth grade,
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I guess you could say he was my best friend.
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He lived in a big tall house out on Westfall
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where we would hide when the rain rolled in.
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We went out one night and took a flashlight,
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out with these two girls Colin knew from Kenwood Christian.
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One was named Laurie, that's what the story
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said next week in the Guardian.
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And when I killed her it was so easy
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that I wanted to kill her again.
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I got down on both of my knees and...
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She ain't coming back again.
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Now, with all these cameras focused on my face,
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you'd think they could see it through my skin.
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They're looking for evil, thinking they can trace it,
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but evil don¡¯t look like anything.
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Westfall
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Okkervil River |